94 hp Diagon Alley

.He staggered backwards, fell to the puddles with a splash, and dropped his wand from his limp right hand.

"No—" Harry was startled.

Harry slipped on his feet, got up staggeringly, and ran towards Malfoy, only to see that his face had turned bright red, and his pale hands were clutching his blood-soaked chest.

"NO, I have not--"

Harry didn't know what he was talking about, he knelt down beside Malfoy.Malfoy was shaking uncontrollably in a pool of blood, and the crying Myrtle let out a deafening scream.

"Killed! Killed in the bathroom! Killed!"

Gwen raised his heart suddenly, and turned to seek help from Slughorn, only to find Professor Snape striding over - he came from the principal's office on the eighth floor.

Snape saw Gwen's footsteps stop, with a disgusted expression on his face, he sent the words "stay here" through his teeth, and slammed the door open.

Gwen poked her head out of the door and looked into the bathroom, her legs almost fell to the ground.She thought she had seen Harry kill Malfoy.On the snow-white tiles, Malfoy in a decent suit lay in a pool of blood, and Harry was kneeling beside him, foolishly holding his wand.

Snape rushed in with a livid face.He pushed Harry roughly aside, knelt down in front of Malfoy, drew his wand, and moved it along the deep gash Harry had cast, uttering a sort of singing spell.Bleeding seems to have lessened.Snape wiped the dirt off Malfoy's face, said the spell again, and now the wound seemed to be healing.

Harry was still watching, dumbfounded by what he had done, barely aware that he, too, was soaked in blood and sewage.The weeping myrtle was still sobbing and wailing above their heads.After Snape cast the breaking spell for the third time, he half-dragged and half-hugged Malfoy to his feet.

"You need to go to the school hospital, there may be some scars, but if you use Baixian in time, maybe even the scars can be avoided...Let's go..."

When Snape helped Malfoy out, he turned his head at the door and said in a cold and angry tone, "You, Potter...wait for me here."

Gwen supported the door frame of the boys' bathroom, and said tremblingly: "I have some white meat here, Professor."

Snape gave her a look that you were barely useful, clicked his tongue, and signaled Gwen to hand it over quickly.

Gwen, who thought Malfoy was a bit pitiful, hesitated while touching the crystal bottle. If he didn't save Malfoy now, wouldn't Dumbledore not be assassinated?

But like George said, they can't make harmful choices even at this time.

But unlike George thought, Gwen wasn't exactly a nice guy.For example, she almost immediately chooses her own inferior parsley.

Snape uncorked the brown vial and took a sniff.It wasn't a pity at all, the whole bottle was poured down Malfoy's neckline, green smoke billowed up, and Malfoy probably grew a brand new tender skin.

"I'm glad I don't have to teach you again this year, Ollivander." Snape said with a sideways glance at Gwen, "You have no talent in potions, and this bottle of essence is a waste of white money." Fresh ingredients." Then he gave Harry a hard look, and quickly led the unconscious Malfoy towards the hospital wing.

Disobedience never occurred to Harry, and he stood up slowly, trembling all over, looking down at the watery ground, where blood was floating like red flowers.He didn't even have the courage to tell Moaning Myrtle to stop, and she went on crying, but with more and more obvious enjoyment.

Gwen paled and smiled wryly at Harry. "That's not a good idea, Harry."

"I didn't think... I didn't know about the spell..." Harry stammered.

"I want to beat Malfoy too," Gwen said with difficulty after covering her mouth for a long time, waiting for her tongue to straighten out, "but you're not smart enough this time, he almost died. Harry, I guess you're going to be out of luck .”

Snape came back 10 minutes later, chased away Gwen who was watching at the door, walked into the bathroom, and closed the door ruthlessly.

Gwen didn't know what kind of conversation was going on in the bathroom, because she was walking up the stairs on the eighth floor, planning to report what happened to Dumbledore - and more importantly, she hoped to seek guidance from the wise old man.Gwen was not sure whether her choice was correct, she already had some regrets for offering fresh meat just now, maybe letting Malfoy stay ill in bed was a better choice.But then she thought about how poor Malfoy was, and his family.If Malfoy can't complete the task, his parents will be punished by You-Know-Who - and Garrick's life will be lost.

"I want to see Professor Dumbledore," Gwen said to the two gargoyles.

"The principal is not in the office," said the lively sculpture.

"Impossible, Professor Snape just came out of here." Gwen coaxed the stone beast to tell the truth.

"Professor Snape is allowed in," said another stern gargoyle, before closing its mouth tightly.

"Okay, I guess he knows the password." Gwen tapped her finger on the sculpture's head and looked up at the location of the office.

"Professor Snape is allowed to enter." The ugly guy just repeated what he said just now, and firmly refused to let Gwen in.

Gwen didn't bother to tangle with them, because she soon saw Harry sprinting down the corridor on the eighth floor.

He stopped suddenly in front of the tapestry where the troll danced, closed his eyes and started pacing back and forth.He walked up and down the empty wall three times, and when he opened his eyes, he finally saw the door to the Room of Requirement.Harry yanked it open and rushed in, slamming the door behind him.

Gwen didn't understand what Harry was doing here at this time, so she simply waited for him at the door.

Moments later, Harry slammed the door open and ran downstairs at full speed, panting, paying no attention to Gwen around the corner.The door of the Room of Requirement was shrinking rapidly, and Gwen jumped over and almost slid into the small door on her stomach, being squeezed hard by her heel.

Gwen gasped.Despite her curiosity, anxiety, and pain, she couldn't help but marvel at what she saw.She was standing in a room the size of a cathedral. The beams of light cast by the high windows looked like a city with high walls. Gwen could see that it was piled up with objects hidden by generations of Hogwarts people. made.The streets and alleys were lined with crumbling piles of broken furniture, perhaps stuffed here to conceal evidence of misguided magic, or hidden by the house-elves who kept the castle decency.There are thousands of books here, no doubt banned, defaced, or stolen; Broken bottles containing frozen potions; hats, jewels, cloaks, what looked like dragon eggshells; a few corked bottles still gleaming evilly; and rusty swords and a blood-stained axe.

Gwen felt like she was in Diagon Alley. She walked into an alley among the treasures, turned right, passed a stuffed troll, walked a short distance, and saw George and Fred talking to each other. The cracked disappearing cabinet, the one Montague disappeared in last year.On her left, she saw another large cabinet with a blistered surface, as if it had been splashed with strong acid.The crate beside it was covered with an old gray wig and a rusty crown.Turning to the right again, a dozen bottles of fine sherry were neatly arranged - Trelawney must have stashed them here.

Gwen probably understood that Harry had come in to hide something, perhaps the magic book with the strange spell.In Gwen's view, the spell that caused Malfoy to bleed so much must be black magic, so the professor who is teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts and also Professor Snape, who hates Harry the most, must not discover this .

Having figured everything out, Gwen no longer misses the giant storage room, and turns around to leave.She stumbled over the cracked "montage happy cabinet"—a bad name for Fred and George—and Gwen kicked the cabinet angrily, bumping her own toe.Gwen, who was holding her feet and baring her teeth, cursed in a low voice, vowing never to come to this ghost place again.

Then she limped away from the clutter-strewn alley, leading to the door of the Room of Requirement.It immediately became a stone wall again.

When Gwen returned to the common room, Harry had just finished telling Ron, Hermione, and Ginny what had happened to him, but it didn't seem necessary, and the news had spread like wildfire.Moaning Myrtle apparently popped up in every bathroom in the castle to tell the story; Pansy Parkinson, who had visited Malfoy at the school hospital, immediately went around bad-mouthing Harry; They publicized it.Harry was called out of the common room and spent an extremely embarrassing 15 minutes in front of Professor McGonagall.McGonagall said he was lucky not to be expelled, and that she fully supported Snape's punishment: detention every Saturday until the end of term.

"I told you there was something wrong with that prince or something," said Hermione, clearly still unable to resist. "Am I right?"

"I don't think so," said Harry stubbornly.

"Harry," said Hermione, "why are you still guarding that book, that charm—"

"Could you please stop nagging about that book?" said Harry grimly. "The prince just copied it there! He didn't suggest it to anyone else! Maybe he just recorded a book that someone else used it on him." Spell!"

"I don't believe it. You're actually justifying what you did—"

"I'm not defending what I did!" Harry immediately